Date: Fri, 8 Sep 2000 00:07:40 -0700 (PDT)
From: Roger Montanaro
Subject: Discovering His Younger Brothers - Part 2
The following is a work of FICTION. That means it didn't really happen!
This work contains descriptions of sex acts between boys/boys, boys/young
men, boys/anyone else that may come along during this story's
development. If reading such material is disagreeable to your sensibilities
or the legal structure of your residence, don't read any further!
This is my first work, so any creative feedback would be appreciated.
Moralizing flamers will be ignored, since they'll probably be going to hell
anyway.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: My thanks to all of you who wrote in with your very
encouraging feedback. With encouragement like that, how could I not
continue this story? In fact, I've already started work on a couple of
other stories that I hope you'll enjoy as well. Keep 'em coming folks!
Thanks again!
Discovering His Younger Brothers
Part Two - The Next Morning
It was a wonderful dream. Jon felt himself floating. Light as a feather he
drifted on the warm breezes in his dream universe. The sensuously warm
thermal drafts ran up and down his naked body, tickling his front and back
as he turned and swooped through the clear, blue airs. His dream self
laughed and giggled as the air moved around his genitals. Touched and
tickled, he felt his manhood fill, caressed so teasingly by the currents
air. He ran his hands down his lean, athletic body. He could feel every
tensed muscle as he touched and fondled his dream self. His hands finally
met at his swollen member. He clutched and held himself, his mind overcome
with the sensations flooding his brain. He threw his arms out, stretching
and straining, his back bowed with the tension as he twisted and turned on
the warm air. His attention was drawing down to a pinpoint, focusing down
to his crotch, building and building to almost the point of pain. He was
sure that he couldn't take much more of these overwhelming sensations. Soon
he would have to have release or explode. Still more it built until...
...daylight. Streaming through the translucent drapes over his window, the
pale dawn shone on his face, waking him from his dream. Rudely pulling him
from the brink of ecstasy. Slowly, he could feel the dream fade into the
back of his mind. Jon was crushed. He'd been so close, and now it was
gone. The warmth and freedom of the dream was fading from his senses.
But not entirely. He could still feel the soft warmth across his body, a
pressure at his groin and back. Not an unpleasant pressure. Quite the
opposite; it was, if anything, even more pleasurable. Slowly he opened his
eyes. At the lower periphery of his vision he saw a tangled mop of blonde
locks. Moving his arm slowly downward, he confirmed what his vision told
him. He was not alone in his bed. As he lay there on his side, Jon's
fingers gently brushed down the bare arm of his youngest brother Josh,
curled up and nestled firmly against brother's chest and stomach. The
warmth at his crotch was the boy's firm buttocks pressed firmly against his
swollen cock.
The confusion of the dream was now replaced with the confusion of
reality. What had happened? He remembered the show from the night before;
the intense coupling of his two younger brothers. Afterwards, he'd gone
back to his room, cleaned his own involuntary ejaculate, and gone to bed
naked, the sight of his brother still running through his mind. When he'd
finally drifted off to sleep, he'd been alone, the house silent.
Now here was the youngest brother curled up against him, his bottom
brushing against him as he shifted slightly in his sleep. So where was
Jared? That's when he remembered the pressure at his back. Sure enough,
there was an arm draped across his side. At the other end of that arm was
the middle brother, his chest pressed firmly against Jon's back. There was
no mistaking the source of the pressure on his bottom. Still asleep, the
teenager's erection was seated firmly between Jon's butt cheeks.
"Oh shit", thought Jon. If last night's display weren't enough to arouse,
shock and disturb him, the morning was going to prove even worse. He
replayed the whole scene over in his mind. He'd watched the whole thing
from a distance, his guilt battling with his arousal. The evidence of which
side won had dried to a crust in his discarded briefs from last night. Now
though was different. Now it was right here with him, pressing against
him. He'd not done anything to encourage them, so he wasn't feeling guilty
about that. His guilt was being fed by his curiosity. And his curiosity was
getting the better of him.
Looking down, he saw the bare shoulder of his youngest brother, six years
his junior. It was tanned and well formed from years of being on various
swim teams. The skin looked very soft, completely without blemish. Slowly,
tentatively, he reached out and ran his fingertips along the curve of his
shoulder, down the arm stopping at the elbow, then back up. Yes, it was
very soft and supple. Smooth and pliant, yet firm with youthful muscle.
Josh stirred in his sleep, shifting slightly towards his back. Now Jon
could see down his chest. His pectorals were well defined, capped by small,
pink nipples. Jon's fingers played gently across the small nubs, which
quickly firmed and hardened under the gentle pressure.
Moving downward, Jon pushed the sheet further down the boy's lean
form. Exposing his lower rib cage, then the smooth, flat abdomen. The
pre-teen was very slim, but well muscled for all his youth. He'd never
really had any baby fat, just skin clinging tightly to active muscle. Down
the sheet went, and Jon drank in his brother's youthful beauty. His hand
now rested on the boy's narrow hip, his fingers just inches from Josh's
groin.
Still asleep, Josh stirred again. Now he lay flat on his back. Slowly, the
boy brought his hand up and laid it on his brother's hand. Jon almost
panicked, thinking he would be discovered. He was wondering how to remove
his hand without disturbing the boy, when the solution presented itself.
Groaning quietly in his sleep, Josh pressed his hand onto Jon's and began
moving it towards the center. Controlling the older boy's hand, he wrapped
Jon's fingers around his firm boy cock.
Holding it gently, Jon felt the flesh appendage begin to grow and harden
quickly under the sheet in his soft grip. As it grew, it snaked out from
under the sheet, stretching and growing towards, and then past his belly
button.
Jon thought he was going to cum right then and there. Lying on his younger
brother's tiny abdomen was a prime piece of boy meat. He could it pulse and
throb as it filled with blood, finally getting rock hard, it bounced and
bobbed in time with his heartbeat. Tugging slowly downward on the sheet,
Jon was able to expose the full length of his brother's hard on.
As he had seen last night, it was rather large for a boy so young and
small. At roughly seven thick inches, it was only an inch shorter than
Jon's. Jon had always been rather pleased with his size, knowing that there
were only a few of his peers in high school that could match him, and fewer
still that could surpass his full eight inches. But here was his youngest
brother; only just entering into his growth period with a cock he'd had to
wait until he was seventeen to match.
Josh's was a beauty, too. Rising from his tight, developing scrotum, the
shaft was straight, curving upward slightly. It was only lightly veined,
except for the main one running along the underside. This was a thick,
elongated bump running the length all the way up to the large, spear shaped
head. As Jon watched this sleeping beauty, he could see a small bead of
thick clear fluid form at the tip of the cock head. Only twelve years old
and Josh apparently had an ample supply of pre cum on tap.
Jon's throat was tight with lust and desire as he watched his little
brother sleep. The dawning light gave his skin a golden glow. Jon couldn't
detect the least flaw or blemish on the small form. Looking down again,
his eyes and hand were drawn to the swollen prong rising from between
Josh's slender legs. Light as a feather, his fingertips touched the shaft,
slowly moving downward. The skin was unbelievably soft to the touch. He'd
once slept in satin sheets and thought they were the softest things he'd
ever feel. Now he knew better. Eventually his fingers made their way to the
tight little nut sack. Two small bumps showed where the pecan sized
testicles lay. The boy's groin was totally hairless and smooth. As he
softly tickled Josh's balls, the boy squirmed and moaned quietly in his
sleep. Looking up to make sure the lad was still undisturbed, he decided
that he had to push this to the limit. He had to have a taste of this
precious morsel.
Moving as carefully as possible, he began to slide himself down the boy's
side. As he started moving, Jared, still pressed up against his back,
groaned and turned over on his other side. Pausing to make sure the older
sibling hadn't awakened, Jon continued down until he was face- to-cock with
Josh. Gripping it carefully, he gently pulled it away from the flat plane
of the boy's belly. His whole hand just fit around the girth of the
impressive tool, and he watched as the bead of pre cum grew, eventually
beginning to run down and across the fat head.
Quickly, but ever so lightly, Jon's tongue flicked out to catch the falling
droplet. The taste was clean and sweet. The boys had evidently taken a
shower after their romp the night before, because Jon detected the faint
smell of soap and clean water rising from the boy.
His appetite whetted by the taste of the boy's juices, he pressed his lips
and tongue against the spongy head. More juice was slowly seeping from the
slit, and Jon began lapping it up, getting drunk on the taste of the
boy. Then, slowly and oh so carefully, he lowered his head further, letting
the thick rod into his mouth. All too soon, the head met the back of his
throat and he stopped, almost three inches shy of taking the boy in
completely.
The softness of the skin sheathing the hardness of the lad was
indescribable and intoxicating. Jon began running and flicking his tongue
along the underside of the swollen rod, feeling the minute pulse of the
large vein as it fed more of the boy's juice to the young adult.
Jon's breathing was rapidly increasing with his excitement. He'd done a few
blowjobs before, but they had been nothing like this. This sweet-faced,
innocent acting boy had him more turned on than any of the men he'd been
with before. He was in a state of bliss when he felt the small hand on the
back of his head, nearly giving him a heart attack.
Jerking up from warm tool that had filled his mouth, Jon looked up towards
his brother's face to be greeted with lazy grin and half opened eyes of his
now awake little brother. At first Jon thought he would die of shame;
caught red-handed with the boy's dick in his mouth. But after a second of
looking up at that lovely, sleepy-eyed face, Josh nodded his approval, and
accented it by applying light pressure downwards on the back of Jon's head
with his hand.
"Oh well," thought the older boy. "In for a dime; in for a dollar."
And the rational was a simple as that. He'd been caught in a lustful act by
the object of his lust, and had been met with silent, though hearty
approval and the boy's small hand pressed more firmly on the back of Jon's
head, guiding and driving it down to his engorged organ.
When Jon once again had his mouth stuffed with boy, Josh let out a low,
throaty moan that trailed off to a deep sigh of contentment. The boy was
obviously enjoying the teenager's ministrations on his long tool. Slowly he
began lifting then lowering his hips, sliding his fat boy meat in and out
of Jon's hot mouth. Very soon Josh was actually squirming uncontrollably,
driving the hard flesh as deeply into his brother's mouth.
Jon was doing the best he could to keep up with the highly sexed up boy. He
wanted to have all of his brother inside of him, but he just couldn't get
the oversized meat all the way down. Soon though, Josh maneuvered to remedy
the situation.
Sitting up suddenly, Josh whispered for the older boy to lie on his
back. Jon complied and soon his head was straddled by Josh's smooth,
muscular legs as the boy climbed on top of his larger sibling. Moving back
somewhat, he was able to position the head of his spit-covered over Jon's
eager mouth. Using his hand to aim at the target, Josh slid the thick, hot
piece of flesh between and past Jon's lips. Again he moaned with pleasure
as the boy's hot, wet mouth surrounded him, the tongue lapping and dancing
across the soft skin.
After a few strokes, Josh laid his full upper body weight on his older
brother, running his hands up and down the length of the boy's fit
body. Then he lowered his full lower body weight onto Jon's head, pressing
his large cock against, and then past the tight ring of muscle at the top
of the boy's throat. Within seconds, his testicles rested against Jon's
nose, his full seven inches buried in Jon's throat.
At first, Jon almost panicked as the hard, invading flesh began to force
its way down his throat. But quickly he recovered managed to relax his gag
reflex enough to allow the boy's hard cock to squeeze it's way in and then
down his throat. As Jon lay there, pinned as Josh slowly moved his hips up
and down, just enough to relax Jon's throat, but not remove his tightly
gripped pole. Soon though, he did remove it, allowing Jon to grab a quick
lungful of air before Josh drove back down into his older sibling's mouth,
sliding his large cock in as far as he could, his smooth pelvis bumping
against Jon's chin.
Now that he had his aching meat firmly lodged in his brother's tight air
passage, Josh moaned with pleasure, wiggling his hips back and fourth,
savoring the tight, hot cave he was now exploring with his cock. Stretching
himself out full length, he pressed his warm smooth body down on his
brother's. Looking up, he saw that because of their difference in height,
he wouldn't be able to reach Jon's rock hard eight inches bobbing and
pulsing just inches from his face. Not unless he took his own cock out of
the older boy's mouth; which he wasn't about to do.
Instead, he continued driving his full length in and out of his older
brother, and reached out with his hands and grabbed his straining cock. He
felt Jon jump beneath him as his soft, warm hands encircled the steely
pole. Josh began slowly jacking Jon's prick up and down, and was soon
rewarded with a small handful of thick, warm pre cum. This he smeared down
Jon's full eight inches, making it slick and smooth enough for his hands to
slide freely up and down the hard flesh.
Josh's hands were too small for one of them to encircle Jon's full width,
so he used both, making a tight tube of them, which he slid up and down the
pre cum slicked tool. Just the feel of the older boy's hard flesh pushed
Josh towards the brink. He knew that he was going to be blowing his load
soon. But he had to make sure that he got his own taste of brother cum
before this was all over. He could tell that Jon was close, so he slowed
down, gripping him near the base to try and hold off the flood that he
wanted for himself. Faster and harder he began pistoning himself in and out
of Jon's hot mouth.
Soon Jon's jaw and throat began to ache from the quickly building assault
by his little brother's rampaging prick. The small lad was working him hard
and he didn't know how much more he could take and was getting ready to
lift the small boy off of him when the problem resolved itself.
Raising his chest off Jon's stomach, Josh arched his back, driving his dick
deep into his brother's throat. Clamping his legs together, his hips
bounced and jerked as his orgasm overtook him. Jon knew what was happening,
but was still surprised by the intensity and power of the boy's climax.
Suddenly he felt Josh's cock get harder and even larger as shot after shot
of burning boy seed sprayed out, down Jon's throat and deep into his
gullet.
Wrapping his arms around Josh's slim hips, he clutched his groin tightly to
his face as wave after wave of fluid filled him. The child was practically
convulsing as the powerful orgasm took him completely over. His mind was
shut down as his entire being focused on delivering blast after blast of
his burning seed into his hungry brother's mouth.
Eventually...Jon could never tell how long...the tide ebbed and Josh
slowly removed his still hard and sensitized prick from Jon's mouth. Jon
gasped for air, coughing and sputtering as the last few ounces of boy cum
trickled down his throat. Just when he thought he could catch his breath,
it was torn from him as he gasp in response to what Josh did next.
Breathing heavily but still deep in the throes of his lust, Josh had slid
down his brother's lean body. Like a starving man see his first food in a
week, the boy attacked his older brother's rock hard cock with a
vengeance. Jon gasped as the wet heat surrounded his straining prick. He
began whipping his head back and forth as the smooth as silk tongue danced
across the sensitive surface. Jerking his head up and down quickly, the boy
began pressing down further and further. In just a few strokes, he had his
throat filled with all eight inches of his brother.
Jon couldn't believe it. How could such a cute, small mouth and throat
accommodate his thick bone like that? He didn't bother to ponder the
question as the young cocksucker drove his head up and down on the older
boy. Before he could stop it, his own climax reached and overcame him. He
tried to hold back, every muscle in his taut, athletic body tensed to hold
back the wave. But Josh wouldn't be denied. Gripping the older boy
tightly, he sucked and teased Jon until he felt his dick expand, preparing
to deliver his load.
Quick as a wink, the youngster went all the way down as Jon's cock expanded
and began firing off shot after shot of hot jism. Holding the shooting meat
deep within himself, Josh could feel every squirt shooting down his young,
tight throat. It was a fantastically copious amount, and he was afraid that
he would have to abandon his hot new toy before he was done. But soon the
flood subsided, though Jon's cock didn't know it as it continued to jerk
and spasm in his mouth.
Slowly, he lifted his head, letting Jon's deflating cock free from the
confines of his throat and mouth. Slowly, almost painfully, he rose up to
his hands and knees, turned, and lay back down; his chest resting against
the older boy's heaving chest. Breathing deeply himself, he looked up to
the older boy's face and smiled, his eyes dark and sparkling with his
post-orgasmic flush.
Gently caressing Jon's smooth, muscular chest, he whispered "Mmmm.....my
favorite kind of wake up call. Mornin' big bro."
A thousand thoughts and feeling were reeling through Jon's mind as he
reached down and began stroking the boy's silken blond locks. He had so
much to say, so many questions. But before he could speak, he was
interrupted by a voice from his side.
"So...you two leave any for me?" asked Jared. The other sleeping beauty
had finally awakened. And from the looks of things, he was COMPLETELY
awake.
To be continued...